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Guiding Light - Master List

summary: It was supposed to be a simple mission. Get the intel and go home. Until everything goes wrong and you’re taken captive by Hydra. While you struggle to stay alive and hold your sanity, Bucky begins to lose himself to a darkness and gives into the soldier because he doesn’t know how to breathe without you. Not until he brings you home. If he even can. pairing: bucky x reader word count: ~100,000  warnings: graphic descriptions of violence, torture, minor character death, vague/brief suicidal ideation, smut (marked with *), slow burn/longing/mutual pining

🥊 part one

💣 part two

📺 part three 

🎥 part four 

👟 part five 

🗽 part six 

👯‍♀️ part seven 

🕯 part eight 

🏥 part nine 

🧠 part ten 

❤️ part eleven *

❄️ part twelve 

💜 part thirteen *

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NOTES ON CAMP (i.) (ii.) (iii.) (iv.) (v.) (vi.) ( vii.) (viii.) - 16.3k, harry is the head counsellor and y/n is new (notes on camp fic extras are on my patreon!)

+ SOUR SERIES (some are stand alone) - based on the songs from he album

drivers' license - 1.8k, in which harry teaches y/n how to drive

deja vu - 1.6k, in which y/n wonders if he's okay

enough for you - 1.7k, in which something's changed between them but y/n can't put her finger on it (patron exclusive!)

• KINKMAS 2020 - 4.8k, a series of blurbs about hair pulling, choking, wet dreams, and road head

+ TARNISH SERIES - Tarnish .  Halo  .  Reign .  Trial . Errors . Ruin . Crumble - 32.3k the one where y/n finds a letter with a heartbreaking revelation

+ FAVOURITE (ii.) [r] - 5.9k, the one where dad!harry likes one of his children less

+ INSECURITIES (ii.) [r] - 3.4k, the one where harry is good friends with camille and y/n is insecure

+*•^FINE LINE (on hold) - based on the songs from the album

GOLDEN - 1.2k, in which y/n sees harry in a different light

WATERMELON SUGAR - 2.9k, in which harry loves the way she tastes

ADORE YOU - 1.1k, in which harry admits his feelings

+ BETTER HALF (ii.) [r] - 4.1k, the one where y/n is pregnant and harry is not ready

+ TO YOU (ii.) (iii.) (iv.) - [r] - 5.4k, the one where harry dates y/n to get close to her best friend

+* BREAKUP PLAYLIST (ii.) - 4k, the one where harry is an aspiring rock star and y/n is a law student

+• JUST A LITTLE BIT OF YOUR HEART (ii.) (iii.) (iv.) (v.) - 17.8k, the one where harry and y/n are in an open relationship [based on ‘just a little bit of your heart’ by ariana grande]

+* TWO OF US (ii.) - 2.7k, the one where harry and y/n have plans for the future [based on ‘two of us’ by louis tomlinson]

+ ONE OF MY OWN (ii.) (iii.) (iv.) (v.) [r] - 20.4k, the one where harry falls out of love

+ WHO IS SHE? - 550 words, the one where harry goes back to his ex

+ TO LOVE SOME BUDDY (ii.) (iii.) - 10.8k, the one where y/n likes harry but he has a girlfriend

+* ROOMMATES (ii.) - 2.4k, the one where y/n’s looking for a roommate, so is Harry

•+ THE OTHER WOMAN (ii.) (iii.) - 9.9k, the one where harry cheats while he’s on tour [famous!Y/N]

+ A CHEAT (ii.) (iii.) (iv.) - 11.9k, the one where harry cheats on y/n （＾∇＾）（＾∇＾）（＾∇＾）

Dating App

Alright, so when I started this it was meant to only be a cute little one shot but it kinda grew until I suddenly had ideas for how this entire thing could affect certain parts of Law and Order SVU and I wanted to write them and other cute ideas I got so it had become a series. Not sure how long it will be but yeah, I hope you all enjoy.

A Femreader x Rafael story. This will probably eventually have smut but it will be a few chapters.

Warnings: None for the first part will update as I go.

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The beginning

“Rafael, come on plenty of people are on dating apps,” Liv insisted. “Considering your working hours, you are unlikely to meet anyone without some assistances.”

“Liv, I really don’t have time for this,” Rafael sighed running his hand through his hair.

“You’re the one who told me you were feeling a little lonely,” Liv pointed out.

“I told you that once, when we had been drinking, don’t bring it up against me,”

“Sorry counsellor, you didn’t state it was unofficial,” Liv laughed. “Now hand over your phone, we’re doing this.”

Rafael sighed again, loud and childlike but he still handed over his phone before slumping against the back of the couch. He watched as Liv fiddled with his phone downloading the most popular of the apps and getting his profile started. Age, name and a brief description of him.

“What are you even writing? Old man, works long hours, sarcastic and boring,” he snorted.

“No, Rafa,” Liv rolled her eyes. She pulled out her phone and seemed to be sending something to his phone. “Thankfully, I have taken plenty of photos of you to add to this. Now just need to set your age and distance limits. Something else you let slip when you were drunk, is that you don’t mind women younger then you, so let’s set that age lower limit at 30.”

“I am never drinking with you again,” Rafael muttered.

“There, done,” Liv shoved his phone back at him. “Now have some fun with it, and keep me updated Rafa. I want to see you happy.” With that Olivia stood up and left his office, leaving Rafael with his phone opened on the app, the image of a young brunette woman staring up at him.

Rafael sighed, he clicked on her photo which took him through to her profile, he read through before swiping her to the left deciding he didn’t want someone who loved spending nights out on the town. He didn’t mind going out, but it wasn’t something he enjoyed doing every night especially with the long hours he worked. One or two profiles had caught his intrigue and he had swiped to the right with little hope that they would result in a match. The same process continued, he swiped a few more to the right but for the most part they were going to the left until he decided that was enough. His eyes lifted to look at the pile of work still sitting on the coffee table in-front of him. He swiped a hand down his face, swapping his phone for a file and got to work. He didn’t notice his phone lighting up with a new notification until hours later but seeing that it had to do with the dating app he swiped it away without even looking to see what it said, deciding to deal with it later.

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It was another quiet day at the library, just some university students studying for exams and working on essays, parents hoping to get their children into reading and some elderly women checking out the latest erotic fiction. You had finished all your tasks for the afternoon, put away the returns, shelved some new books and done the rounds making sure everyone was behaving.

You fiddled on your phone staring at the dating app your friends had convinced you to download the other night after a few too many homemade cocktails. You hadn’t really used it yet but you were curious if nothing else, glancing around to make sure that no-one needed any obvious assistance. You pulled up the app, checking to make sure drunk you hadn’t made any odd choices with photos or the information in your profile. Happy with what you had seen you checked the age range and distance, you hesitated briefly at the upper limit of the age, biting your lip you left it as is. You did find men who were older than you to be quite…charming, at least some of them, apparently after a number of cocktails you weren’t afraid to admit it.

You spent a few minutes just swiping through, not finding much of anything, you swiped to the right for a few profiles two of them matching with you but you decided against messaging first. Their profiles didn’t strike you right away. You were about to give up when the next profile caught you. Your breathe hitched as you stared at the most mesmerising green eyes you had ever seen. A strong jawline was covered in a light covering of stubble, his lips were pulled up in a cocky grin, a thing that would normally be a turn off for you but the look in his eyes told you it wasn’t serious.

Rafael. That was his name. Rafael, aged 45. You bit your lip again, to stop the silly smile that was growing. You scrolled through some more of his photos, there were some candid ones of him having been caught smiling, some more serious ones of him looking over some files but whoever took the photos had been careful with anything that could identify his location. You looked through the information in his bio. Without hesitating you swiped to the right, not expecting anything of it only to be pleasantly shocked when your screen showed ‘It’s a match!’. You almost squealed in delight but refined. You were contemplating sending him a message but unfortunately work got in the way. The little old ladies had found the latest erotic fiction novels and all came up to the counter to borrow them out. It was rather adorable how they acted like school girls giggling about the latest story, you smiled along, thinking that you should introduce them to fantasy smut but decided against it. After finishing with the little old ladies, you heard some noise coming from the kids section, sighing you glanced sadly at your phone wishing your shift was over already so you could message Rafael.

Three hours later and you were finally able to start closing up the library, you yawned grabbing your belongings from the staff room. It was late at night and the city was just starting to show signs of winter. The night air was chilly coursing you to zip up your jacket and wrap your scarf around your neck before locking up the library doors. You stood under the awning of the building to pull out your phone to check for any notifications, you didn’t see anything from the app but opened it up to check if Rafael and you were still matched, grinning when you found his name in your matched list you pulled open the messages just knowing that you had to start talking with this man. You typed out several things, the generic open liners, but deleted them after scrunching your nose up at them. You opened back up to his profile, sarcastic and witty, works long hours, those words caught your attention and an idea hit you. You grinned, a light blush staining your cheeks as you type out the message.

‘You sound busy, any chance you’d add me to your to-do list?’ you closed your eyes and hit send. You felt an odd thrill go through you. You put your phone away, not wanting to stare at your phone all the way to your car waiting for a response.  But the giddy feeling that had been in your chest since you matched with Rafael had not left you, it followed you all the way to your apartment and through your nightly routine. You were settling down on your couch, dinner and a glass of wine beside you, the latest book from your favourite author and your comfort show on in the background for noise when you finally decided to check your phone.

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Rafael threw the last file down on the table and rubbed his eyes, this case had been doing his head in ever since Liv had brought it to him. Every case is a he said, she said situation but this one was a little bit more complicated than anyone had first thought. Looking at the time on his phone he realised more time had passed then he initially thought, his brow furrowed in confusion when he saw another notification from that app saying he had a new message.  He debated just ignoring this notification as well but new Liv would hound him if she knew, and somehow she would find out.

He honestly didn’t know what he was expecting when he checked his matches but seeing the face of one of the profiles that had truly caught his intrigue, a young librarian who enjoyed curling up in-front of the tv with a good book was a pleasant surprise. It wasn’t his only match but it was the only one who had sent him a message. He clicked on it, anticipation flooding him in a way he hadn’t felt in a personal manner for a long time.

‘You sound busy, any chance you’d add me to your to-do list?’

Rafael couldn’t even stop the snort that left him if he had tried. He was not expecting a message like that but it was certainly an interesting opening liner. A little cheeky and showed that you looked at his profile enough to see that he worked long hours. He saw that you had sent it at least an hour ago. Your profile said you were a night owl, so he wondered if you would still be awake.

‘That could be arranged. However, there are some preliminary enquires that need to be addressed.’

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‘That could be arranged. However, there are some preliminary enquiries that need to be addressed.’

“Preliminary enquires?” you muttered reading the response you had received just ten minutes ago. “What an interesting way to phrase that.”

You nibbled on your lip, wondering at whether you should continue the cheeky tone you had set or slightly alter it, you wanted to respond now in hopes that a true conversation could be started with Rafael. At least getting it to the point where you felt asking if he wanted to meet wouldn’t be too sudden. You decided to keep the cheeky tone, it was your initial response to his reply and you only wanted to present yourself as you truly were. You could be serious when needed but you enjoyed good banter that wasn’t forced and that is what you hoped would come of this.

‘Oh? Well, please do inform me of these preliminary enquiries, so they may be answered immediately.’

--

Ten minutes later Rafael’s phone buzzed on the table. He had started to tidy up his office, not wanting to come in tomorrow morning to papers and folders everywhere. It was the fastest he had ever dropped everything he was doing to look at his phone, butterflies fluttered slowly to life in his stomach when he saw that the notification was from the app. Without thought he opened it to check the message.

‘Oh? Well, please do inform me of these preliminary enquiries, so they may be answered immediately.’

“Well, she’s a bit cheeky,” Rafael smiled.  “Right, first question…come on Rafael think.” He started pacing, trying to think of what he wanted to ask you first. The number of times that Rafael couldn’t think of something to say he could count on one hand, he knew what he wanted to ask but couldn’t think of an way interesting way to ask them. He sighed, deciding to just go for it and hoping for the best, the conversation could still flow.

’Basics first, I think. Those are always the most important I found. I know your profile says you prefer a night in to a night out but if you do go out how would a typical night go?’

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You only had to wait a few minutes before a reply came through. Your phone was still in your hand, you didn’t want to let it out of your sight.

’Basics first, I think. Those are always the most important I found. I know your profile says you prefer a night in to a night out but if you do go out how would a typical night go?’

You smiled, it was a basic question but there was something about the way he asked it. Making sure to include information you already provided when asking for more details. You thought there might also be some hints to his job in the way he phrased the questions. Some type of law enforcement maybe? Or maybe journalism?

‘Of course, the basics. Hm, a typical night out for me. Well, you can’t go wrong with a good meal, a nice drink or two. Somewhere quiet where the music is only in the background, so you can hear yourself think or if you have good company can hear them ask the most important questions.’

You took a sip of your wine, you had heard from your friends that it is always a fifty-fifty with conversations on these apps but you had a good feeling about this. Maybe it was because of Rafael’s age or maybe it was just him. But you tried not to get your hopes up, there had only been two replies after all and some peoples stories started out fine until they got horrible.

‘As you say, the basics are important questions and it wouldn’t be entirely fair if the burden lies only on you. So, your preferred drink?’

You quickly typed out your own question and sent it through.

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‘Of course, the basics. Hm, a typical night out for me. Well, you can’t go wrong with a good meal, a nice drink or two. Somewhere quiet where the music is only in the background, so you can hear yourself think or if you have good company can hear them ask the most important questions.’

Your response was quick to his question. He had just finished reading your answer, as he made his way out of the building and towards the car waiting for him. He smiled, your typical night out matching his perfectly. He found your slight tease about how he phrased his question further enlightening to your personality and the type of person you were. Someone he could easily, hopefully, banter with, who would enjoy light teasing.

‘As you say, the basics are important questions and it wouldn’t be entirely fair if the burden lies only on you. So, your preferred drink?’

Rafael laughed as your next message came through, asking a question of your own. He has happy, he had been a little worried that the conversation would be a little one sided rather than a true back and forth.

‘It seems you share the same kind of typical night out I prefer to have, when work allows. And how kind that you would consider sharing the burden. My preferred drink is a good scotch.’

Rafael sent through his reply finding it easier to respond now, knowing that you were waiting for his message. He had heard some of the younger lawyers complain about the difficulty with conversation flow on dating apps and he was concerned that that would occur but you not only messaged him first you also eagerly participated. He decided to add to the banter, wanting to show more of his personality.

‘What are some of your hobbies? I am however, going to guess that books are on that list.’

--

Two messages come through in quick succession.  You eagerly opened your phone to read them. You were becoming more and more certain that you had lucked out with this man. You were allowing yourself to get your hopes up just a little. You had a few notifications come through of other matches and a few messages but you ignored them.

‘It seems you share the same kind of typical night out I prefer to have, when work allows. And how kind that you would consider sharing the burden. My preferred drink is a good scotch.’

‘What are some of your hobbies? I am however, going to guess that books are on that list.’

“Cheeky man,” you giggled, taking another sip of wine.

‘I just knew you were a scotch man, what with your fancy suits, Rafael. I feel like I should be a little insulted that you could just assume that I like books but considering my job and the fact that one of my photos includes my bookshelves I kinda can’t.’

‘My other hobbies include binge watching tv, I do enjoy cooking and baking especially when I am doing it for others, I also enjoy a nice walk through the park especially in this kind of weather. I am curious, though what are your hobbies? If your work allows for such things.’

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‘I just knew you were a scotch man, what with your fancy suits, Rafael. I feel like I should be a little insulted that you could just assume that I like books but considering my job and the fact that one of my photos includes my bookshelves I kinda can’t.’

‘My other hobbies include binge watching tv, I do enjoy cooking and baking especially when I am doing it for others, I also enjoy a nice walk through the park especially in this kind of weather. I am curious, though what are your hobbies? If your work allows for such things.’

“Oh, you did, did you?” Rafael grinned as he started his got home from work routine, which included getting out of his suit, into comfy clothing and rifling through his fridge for something to eat. He couldn’t explain why he felt a spark, a jolt when he read his name in your message, he desperately wanted to hear you say his name. “Shit, Liv is never going to let me forget this.”

‘Hm, I feel there is no connection between my suits and my preferred drink but perhaps you could correct me? It is good you find you can’t feel a little insulted that I guessed reading was a hobby of yours, as I did not intend it that way.’

‘Baking alludes me but I can cook the odd meal, my Mami ensured it. I am a little behind with most TV shows but I enjoy having them on in the background whilst I am working. I can partly agree with walks through the park but definitely not with this weather the cold does not agree with me, I much prefer summer. My work does limit my time for hobbies but when I have the time I enjoy seeing musicals at Broadway, trying new restaurants and distilleries.’

Rafael sent through those two replies as he took a sip of scotch, waiting for his food to reheat. He tapped his foot on the floor as he tried to think of another question. His blank phone stared up at him accusingly. He wanted to leave asking about baking and your favourite books until you meet in person, he wanted to see the spark in your eyes as you talked about it all.  A new notification destroyed his concentration, he glanced at his phone, you had responded.  Quicker than before.

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‘Hm, I feel there is no connection between my suits and my preferred drink but perhaps you could correct me? It is good you find you can’t feel a little insulted that I guessed reading was a hobby of yours, as I did not intend it that way.’

‘Baking alludes me but I can cook the odd meal, my Mami ensured it. I am a little behind with most TV shows but I enjoy having them on in the background whilst I am working. I can partly agree with walks through the park but definitely not with this weather the cold does not agree with me, I much prefer summer. My work does limit my time for hobbies but when I have the time I enjoy seeing musicals at Broadway, trying new restaurants and distilleries.’

Rafael sent through two messages, both made you smile. You wondered if you could use his snarky response to your tease about his suits and his favourite drink as a way to ask him out. He seemed to be a little concerned that you did feel insulted by his jab and made sure you knew he did not intend it that way. You thought that was incredibly sweet of him and you really wanted to hear his voice and to see if his eyes sparkled when he was being cheeky.

When you read that he could cook but not bake an image of the two of you in a kitchen appeared in your mind without permission. It was a sweet little domestic scene, of you baking some cupcakes while trying to teach him. You quickly banished that from your mind, no interest in allowing your hopes to get that high, though…it was innocent enough. You allowed yourself to think of what kind of meal his mother had taught him, maybe one that he would make for you.

“No, stop!” you cursed yourself. “No need for that brain, stop it.”

‘Perhaps I could correct you while you show me your most recent favourite restaurant?’

You hit send the second you had finished the question. You didn’t want to second guess yourself, you blinked at your phone before throwing it to the opposite end of your couch. You drowned the rest of your wine while standing up, you started pacing around your living room trying to get out some of the anxious energy that filled you up. You hadn’t even addressed anything else he said in his messages. You nibbled you lower lip, hoping that you hadn’t been too quick to ask him too meet up. Maybe you should have dragged it out longer. But you thought it was the perfect time to ask. Though maybe he wasn’t hinting that he wanted to meet when he said that you could correct him. You heard your phone buzz the sound causing you to freeze, your eyes wide as you turned to stare at where it sat. Waiting for you. With his answer. Christ you had no idea why you were acting this way, you had only been messaging him for a total of an hour but you couldn’t help it. He was not only incredibly handsome but his messages were witty, they sounded sincere, he clearly had read your profile entirely and gone through all of your photos and you wanted to meet him.  

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‘Perhaps I could correct you while you show me your most recent favourite restaurant?’

Rafael stared at your message. He closed out of the app and reopened it, checking to make sure he wasn’t imagining the question. And yep, there it was staring at him. You asking him to meet up. You wanting to meet him. You wanting him to take you to a restaurant he had enjoyed recently. That showed that you had read his messages but you hadn’t responded to them like you had before.

“She didn’t waste any time,” he muttered ignoring his microwave as it beeped at him. “Cute.”

He typed out his response with no hesitation now that he knows the message wasn’t going to randomly disappear.

‘A good meal and a beautiful woman who is showing signs of being excellent company that desires to correct me? I can’t think of a better way to spend an evening. Would you be free tomorrow evening?’

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‘A good meal and a beautiful woman who is showing signs of being excellent company that desires to correct me? I can’t think of a better way to spend an evening. Would you be free tomorrow evening?’

“Oh,” you whispered looking down at his reply. “Tomorrow?”

You quickly opened up your calendar app, this time you did squeal a little at seeing that tomorrow was completely empty of any plans. It was the start of your weekend. You quickly flicked back to Rafael’s message.

‘I’m available tomorrow evening. Maybe 7:30?’

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‘I’m available tomorrow evening. Maybe 7:30?’

Rafael grinned. He quickly blocked out his evening on his work and phone calendar. He did not want to leave an option for any last minute meetings to be added tomorrow. He didn’t answer right away, needing to work out which restaurant he wanted to take you too first. He thought one of the cozier ones would suit you, especially for a first meeting, he could save the others for later dates. He mentally slammed on the breaks at that thought.

“No use getting ahead of yourself Rafael,” he muttered flicking through the list of restaurants on his phone. “You haven’t even meet the woman yet.”

‘7:30 sounds perfect. Have you been to Sunset? It’s a cozy restaurant along the water?’

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‘7:30 sounds perfect. Have you been to Sunset? It’s a cozy restaurant along the water?’

“He wants to go somewhere cozy?” you asked giggly. “Sunset…Oh! That’s that cute place that opened up earlier this year.”

You eagerly agreed to the place locking it in your calendar when Rafael responded that he would see you there and that he was sorry that he couldn’t continue messaging you but sleep beckoned him. The smile didn’t leave your face all night, and the giddy feeling that followed you into sleep was there the moment you woke up.

𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄, 𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐌 𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐂𝐎𝐑𝐍𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐋𝐃 - 𝑀𝐴𝑆𝑇𝐸𝑅𝐿𝐼𝑆𝑇

𝑺𝑼𝑴𝑴𝑨𝑹𝒀 - Lando Norris and Y/N have been best friends since they both started in Formula 1 - him as a driver and her as part of McLaren's communications team. Years go by, lives are changed, a baby gets between the equation, and love blooms. But are they willing to risk ruining their small family to finally give into love?

𝑷𝑨𝑰𝑹𝑰𝑵𝑮 - Lando Norris x Single Mom!Reader (Best friends to lovers)

𝑺𝑻𝑨𝑻𝑼𝑺 - Finished

𝑪𝑯𝑨𝑷𝑻𝑬𝑹 𝑶𝑵𝑬 𝑪𝑯𝑨𝑷𝑻𝑬𝑹 𝑻𝑾𝑶 𝑪𝑯𝑨𝑷𝑻𝑬𝑹 𝑻𝑯𝑹𝑬𝑬 𝑪𝑯𝑨𝑷𝑻𝑬𝑹 𝑭𝑶𝑼𝑹 𝑪𝑯𝑨𝑷𝑻𝑬𝑹 𝑭𝑰𝑽𝑬 𝑪𝑯𝑨𝑷𝑻𝑬𝑹 𝑺𝑰𝑿

𝐒𝐎𝐂𝐈𝐀𝐋 𝐌𝐄𝐃𝐈𝐀 𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐈𝐎𝐍

𝑶𝑵𝑬 𝑻𝑾𝑶 - part one . part two 𝑻𝑯𝑹𝑬𝑬 𝑭𝑶𝑼𝑹 - part one . part two 𝑭𝑰𝑽𝑬 - part one . part two 𝑺𝑰𝑿 - part one . part two

⤳ 𝐚𝐝𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

⤳ 𝐦𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭

part three: i don’t know where i stand | tom holland x reader

pairing: childhood!best friend!tom holland x reader

summary: it’s summer, and you’ve just moved into a new flat after a bad breakup with your now ex-boyfriend. when a celebratory trip to the nearby pub turns into an awkward meeting with your childhood best friend tom, old feelings you thought were gone gets brought back.

warnings: mentions and drinking of alcohol

word count: 3.7k

a/n: this part is basically just fluff! as always english is not my first language so if you see any spelling/grammar mistakes, no you didn’t 🤪 feel free to send me an ask or a message if you want to be tagged ☺️ happy reading! 💗

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You were awoken by the sun hitting your face, and a loud buzzing. Something heavy was draped over your waist and you felt someone’s breath grazing your neck. Confused you opened your eyes. The sun stinged your eyes and you squinted around the room. I’m in my own home. I’m in my own bed, you thought. When your eyes landed on the empty beer bottles and the empty champagne, your memories flooded back. Tom.

Your hand found Tom’s arm around your waist. You ran it along his upper arm before you rested it over the back of his hand. It must be early, you thought stretching your neck to look out your living room window that you’d left ajar last night. Outside you could glimpse a cover of grey clouds. A cold morning wind rustled the hinges and sent shivers down your body. You were still wearing your clothes from last night, but there’s not much warmth from a skirt and a tee. You shuffled closer to Tom’s chest.

Bbbzzzzz

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carmen 'carmy' berzatto masterlist

Thee Carmy x Reader 'Make My Heart Surrender' Universe (In Chronological Order):

comfort & chaos (prequel to make my heart surrender)

a series of vignettes: the five times carmen berzatto fell in love with you a little and the one time he finally told you. (completed)

october 2019 | covid & carbonara | heat waves | 2/22/22** | called you again | home**

the phone call (blurb - the phone call that gets reader to chicago in the first place)

make my heart surrender

after quitting your job at the restaurant you both used to work at, carmy asks you to come in and work with his pastry chef at his new spot, the bear. only, the longer you stick around, it becomes clear that you have unfinished business. will one week in chicago change your life, and his, forever? (completed)

tuesday | wednesday | thursday | friday (**18+ for smut) | saturday/sunday | monday | tuesday, again | the playlist

home (final chapter from comfort & chaos - **smut)

try a little tenderness (fluff & angst blurb)

cigarettes & coffee (fluffy blurb)

strawberries & cigarettes (fluffy blurb)

j is for james beard... and for jealousy (**smut oneshot | 18+ only)

your past and mine are parallel lines (fluff oneshot)

pov: carmy makes people magazine's sexiest chef alive list (fluff blurb)

bad moon rising (what if/angst-shot -- guest starring mikey berzatto)

sister-in-law (fluff oneshot -- guest starring natalie berzatto)

still into you (sequel to make my heart surrender)

you, syd, marcus, and carmy return to where it all began: new york city, prompting you and carmy to think a lot about your past... and your future together. (completed)

thursday | **bonus smut scene | friday | saturday | sunday | it's perfect, chef (**bonus smut scene)

don't want to walk alone

the long awaited wedding fic for carmy x reader in the make my heart surrender universe. this six part series chronicles the wedding planning, your (not) bachelorette party, the wedding, and the honeymoon as you build a life with your husband-to-be. (completed)

june/july | august | september | the honeymoon pt 1 | the honeymoon pt 2 | epilogue: november

granola blurb

carmy as your baby daddy

a social media au & headcanon series detailing your first pregnancy with carmy. created for the make my heart surrender universe, but can be read as a standalone work. this has been created in collaboration with @carmensberzattos & @allthefandomstogether , the graphic goddess. (completed)

part one | part two | part three | part four | give you my wild, give you a child (**smut-shot) | part five | part six | part seven

the social media au

scenes from the relationship & this story depicted as social media posts. won't always align with my other social media/moodboards.

part one | part two: first year of dating | part three |

extras/moodboards/headcanons/imagines:

your life as a pastry chef in chicago while dating carmy (moodboard & headcanon)

meeting mikey in another lifetime (headcanon)

pov: you're marrying carmen berzatto (moodboard)

honeymoon lingerie moodboard

christmas with carmy moodboard & blurb

The Bear: Unrelated to Make My Heart Surrender:

(nothing here YET but working on it)

so my darling | sydney adamu x male!chef oc

jealous!carmy & jealous!luca headcanon

stargazing with marcus brooks (blurb)

sneaking around with carmy (blurb)

Not About You - Chapter 2

Pairing - Damon Salvatore x ofc

Warning: um...i don't think so

A/N: You will notice a condensed narrative because the focus of the story is Lucy not Elena and frankly she doesn't care about most of what's going on.

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A couple of weeks after Lucy had officially moved into the boarding house, she was spending one of her rare nights alone. The brothers were bonding and, despite their insistence she was welcome to join, she had opted to give them some time without her. They’d dropped her off at the Grill and she’d had a meal with a couple of drinks. Now, she was walking home.

The boarding house was a bit of a walk, but it was a beautiful evening. She had a little smile on her face as she made a mental list of things she needed to do the next day as she meandered toward home. She’d just reached the edge of the business district when a firm grip on her arm tugged her sideways into an alley. The figure that stood before her as she was shoved back into the wall made her lip curl in disgust.

He was dirty and drunk. He sneered as he looked her over and crowded into her, trying to use his size to intimidate her. She’d seen him around town once or twice but had never gotten any particularly creepy vibes off him. Guess she was wrong. “What the fuck do you think you’re doing?”

He jerked his head back as if the bored tone of her voice was insulting. Perhaps it was. After all, he was probably expecting pleading and fear. “I’m just trying to get to know you, sweetheart. There’s nothing wrong with that is there?” He tried, and failed, to sound innocent.

“This isn’t how you get to know someone, asshole.” She clenched her teeth together and a muscle twitched in her jaw. “Tell you what, I’ve had a pretty good day today. You should take advantage and let me go before you piss me off.”

“I don’t think so.” He took a step to close the already minimal distance between them.

Lucy sighed. Why were there so many assholes in this town? Thrusting her arm forward, she used the heel of her hand to land a blow to his solar plexus. He stumbled back and she swept his legs out from under him before landing a kick to his crotch followed by another to his stomach.

As he curled in on himself, she searched through his pockets. She tossed his keys into the nearby dumpster and pulled out his wallet. “What are you doing?” he moaned as she flipped through the contents.

She used her phone to snap a picture of his ID before dropping it and the wallet on top of him. “I suggest you become an upstanding member of society, Daniel Tines, or we’ll be having another conversation. I’ll even introduce you to a couple of friends. I’m sure they’d just love to get to know you.”

She left him groaning behind her and continued her trek to the boarding house.

Lucy didn’t mention the incident to either Salvatore, knowing that as soon as she did Mr. Tines would no longer be a living resident of Mystic Falls. He was an asshole but that didn’t warrant a death sentence quite yet. Besides, it was always good to have a sacrifice on standby.

Near the end of summer, Lucy and Damon were watching mindless TV and swapping stories when Stefan entered the room and sat in one of the chairs. He was quiet for a long time before announcing, “I’ve enrolled at the high school.”

The other two exchanged a look before Damon turned off the television and leaned forward to stare at his brother. “Why?”

The disbelief was so heavy in the vampire’s voice, Lucy couldn’t help but laugh. She agreed completely, but still.

Stefan shrugged as pink tinted his cheeks. “Call it curiosity. It’s been awhile.”

She huffed. “Curiosity about a certain teenager, more like. This is borderline creeper, Stefan. Don’t be a Cullen.”

He shook his head and stood. “Not funny.”

“I’m hilarious, Salvatore,” she called after him as he left.

“That was pretty funny,” Damon said with a smirk as he turned their show back on.

“Did you see this?” Lucy called into the void of the house as she entered, newspaper in hand. Why the town still had a local paper, she had no idea, but she read it religiously.

The brothers appeared from separate parts of the house. “See what?” Stefan asked.

She folded the paper so the article she’d been reading was on display and handed it over. Stefan’s brows furrowed as he read before passing the paper to his brother. “Animal attacks?”

“Well, it wasn’t me. And it obviously wasn’t Stefan unless he fell off the wagon without mentioning it.” Damon tossed the paper onto a nearby table. “So that means…”

“Another vampire is in town,” she finished for him. “This is an awfully small town for there to be three vampires here. What are the odds?” Damon’s gaze darted between her and his brother and Lucy instantly grew suspicious. “What do you know, Salvatore?”

He sighed and raked a hand through his hair before motioning for the other two to follow him. “My timing in returning to town wasn’t coincidental. When I told you Katherine died in the fire at the church, that wasn’t exactly true.” He poured a glass of bourbon and downed it before continuing. “There’s a tomb beneath the church. The vampires were locked inside. Are locked inside. With the return of the comet, it should be possible to open the tomb.”

Stefan stared at his brother with wide eyes. “You can’t be serious, Damon. We don’t know anything about those vampires. Even the few we did know, there’s no telling what all that time locked away has done to their mental stability. They could tear this town apart.”

Damon held up a hand to cut off his argument. “I had originally intended to rescue Katherine, the rest of them be damned. Now, I don’t really give a shit. She can rot with the rest of them. I won’t be opening the tomb, little brother.”

Lucy arched a brow and poured her own glass of liquor. “What changed your mind?”

“You.” His simple answer had her turning in surprise. He laughed at her expression. “Talking to you about her—about everything—made me realize a lot of things. The primary one being that she didn’t give a shit about either of us. She got off on playing us against each other. On seeing if we would betray one another for her. It was a power thing. I’m better off without her. Hell, the world is better off.”

Stefan pursed his lips as he thought and Lucy wondered if he agreed with his brother or if he was still feeling nostalgic for his old flame. Finally, he nodded once. “Good. Leave her right where she is.”

Conversation then moved to finding the vampire feeding and killing near town. Their presence was a threat to the brothers and they would need to be dealt with one way or another. Lucy fell asleep to Stefan playing with her hair while his brother rubbed a hand along the legs she had draped across his lap.

A few days later found them once again discussing the vampire as they sat on the couch. Two campers had been killed and there had been an attack at the first day of school bonfire. The brothers had patrolled the woods, but so far they had found nothing. They were all becoming frustrated at the lack of progress.

Lucy was turned on the sofa so her back leaned against Damon’s side. He hooked an arm around her to keep her next to him. Stefan sat at the other end and rubbed her feet absently while they talked over the music she had playing in the background. That was probably why none of them were aware of their visitor until she appeared in the doorway.

Lucy tapped Damon’s arm while nudging Stefan with her foot at the same time. They glanced at her before following her line of sight to the girl.

“Elena,” Stefan exclaimed and Lucy pulled her legs back so he could get up.

When she tried to get up to greet their guest, Damon held her in place. “Nope.”

She sighed and rolled her eyes. Stefan led Elena further into the room. “This is my brother Damon and our friend Lucy.”

Lucy offered a little wave. “Sorry for the rudeness. Damon’s being an ass and won’t let me up.” She swore she could feel Damon’s smirk behind her. Stefan simply chuckled, well used to their antics.

“It’s fine.” Elena gave a small smile as her gaze darted between the three of them. If the confusion on her face was anything to go by, she was trying to figure out their dynamic. Who exactly they were to one another. “Nice to meet you.”

“Yes. It’s nice to put a face with the name.” Faux sincerity dripped from Damon’s voice. Lucy elbowed him even while she smiled and was rewarded with a small grunt and a cough as he choked on his drink. He squeezed slightly, promising retaliation. Stupid vampire.

Stefan shot Damon a look that was clearly a warning to shut up before turning back to his crush. “I apologize, Elena, we were in the middle of something. We should exchange numbers so you can call before you come over next time.”

“Harsh,” Damon muttered not loud enough to be heard by the girl. Stefan shot them a glare as Lucy bit her lip to hold back a laugh.

Stefan led Elena toward the door and Lucy tuned out their conversation.

“What do you think?” Damon asked.

She shrugged. “She’s cute. I can see the appeal.”

“You are such a girl. I meant about the vampire problem.”

“Was that supposed to be an insult? I am a girl, you know.” Annoyance colored her words.

He kissed the top of her head. “I know, Luce. Trust me. I know.”

Elena came to the boarding house a few more times, but for the most part her and Stefan hung out elsewhere. Truth was, Damon and Lucy weren’t seeing much of the younger Salvatore. Not only was he spending as much time as possible with Elena, he’d joined the football team at her insistence. And hadn’t Damon had a field day giving his brother shit about that. Lucy thought it brought too much risk for exposure, but what did she know? She was just a human after all. That entire conversation had her rolling her eyes and spending the next two days avoiding the idiot.

The bonus vamp was still leaving a mess around town, the latest victim being the football coach/history teacher. According to Stefan the guy was a raging asshole and no one was sad to see him go so that was something at least.

After making the decision that Lucy needed to get out of the house more, Damon dragged her to the Founder’s party. It wasn’t exactly her idea of a good time, but it might be interesting and she got to buy a new dress. Damon wore a black suit with a shirt open at the collar while Lucy wore a knee length white dress with large red flowers splashed across it.

Once they arrived at the Lockwood’s, he placed a hand on her back to steer her into the house. Fortunately, the mayor and his wife were greeting people at the door. “Come in. Come in.”

“What a lovely invitation,” Lucy said to Damon with a smile.

“Wasn’t it though?” He flashed a smirk as they made their way to the bar.

They mingled and met more people than Lucy could possibly remember throughout the afternoon. They’d seen Stefan and Elena once or twice in passing but didn’t run into them properly until night had set in. Elena was in a room full of artifacts looking at the guest registry from the original founder’s party.

“Does that say Damon Salvatore? And Stefan Salvatore?” Elena asked as they joined them.

Stefan looked dumbfounded so Damon took pity on him. “Our namesakes. The original Salvatore brothers. Our ancestors. Tragic story.”

Stefan gave his brother a warning look. “We don’t need to get into all that. It’s boring.”

Lucy smirked and shook her head. Damon apparently thought it was his sworn duty to embarrass his little brother in front of the girl he liked. And Stefan was taking everything far too seriously, as usual.

“It’s not boring, Stefan,” Elena insisted. “I want to know more about your family.”

Damon turned to Lucy with a grin. “You should tell the story. You have such a flair for the dramatic. We couldn’t possibly do it justice.”

Stefan crossed his arms over his chest and smiled. “That sounds like a brilliant idea.”

Lucy looked between the two of them with a blank expression. “Why are you like this?”

“Come on, kitten. Elena is waiting for her story,” Damon goaded.

“I-It’s okay. Really. You don’t have to,” the girl said, not understanding what was going on between the three companions.

Lucy rolled her eyes and sighed. “It’s fine. You see, the two Salvatore brothers were the best of friends. They always stood up for on another, covered for one another with their asshole father. Damon bore the brunt of their father’s disappointment. He was forced to join the Confederates even though he didn’t believe in anything they fought for. A lot of Southern sons were in the same situation. It was shameful for the wealthier families not to do their part after all.”

She snatched Damon’s drink from his hand and took a swallow, needing the moisture. “When Damon returned from the frontlines, he found a young woman living in his home. Stefan was already smitten and it wasn’t long before Damon fell under her spell as well. She played the brothers against each other and loved every moment of it. They only discovered this fact when she was rounded up along with twenty-six other citizens thought to be Union sympathizers. They were herded into the church which was then set on fire. The brothers tried to rescue her and were shot dead by their own father. Their deaths were added to the tally for the Battle of Willow Creek and most people were none the wiser.”

Lucy couldn’t help a little smirk of triumph when the three people in front of her stared in stunned disbelief. While they’d talked about Katherine, she’d known details they’d never discussed. “Of course, there were a few people there that wrote everything down in a journal. Maybe they left it lying around the living room for a future generation to read.”

That earned her a sharp look from Stefan and she shrugged. He should have put it in his room if he didn’t want her to read it. That wouldn’t have stopped his brother but she, at least, wouldn’t snoop in there.

Elena cleared her throat. “That was quite the story. I wasn’t aware you were so close to the family. That’s great.” The strain in her voice said it was anything but.

“Well, I mean, I live with them, so…”

Her eyes widened and Lucy blinked. She had literally been there every time the girl had been over. Why was she so surprised?

“So, are you related or something?”

Lucy shook her head. “Nope. Picked Damon up hitchhiking this summer. I brought him home and they kept me.”

“They kept you?”

Damon patted the top of Lucy’s head. “Yep. Couldn’t stand to be without our little kitten. Life just wouldn’t be the same.”

She snorted and pushed his arm away so he’d quit patting her. Stefan was smirking but coughed and did his best to maintain a straight face when Elena glanced at him.

“Okay,” the girl said, stretching out the word. “I’m just going to go find Caroline. Nice talking to you.”

Crossing her arms over her chest, Lucy stuck out her bottom lip in a mock pout. “I don’t think she liked my story.”

Damon tugged her into him so her head rested on his chest. “It’s okay, kitten. I liked it.”

“Don’t call me kitten, Damon.”

“Okay, kitten.”

“I will literally set you on fire.”

“You scare me sometimes, Williams.”

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Masterlist

*= contains smut 

all fics are in chronological order from oldest to newest within their sections.

One Shots

Too Shy Part 2 

You’re too shy to tell your best friend how you really feel about him.

Love Ain’t

Your so-called boyfriend stood you up for the hundredth time and Tom finally says what’s really on his mind.

f––k, i’m lonely

You and Tom broke up months ago. And you hadn’t seen him since. But that’s about to change. 

what do you mean

You’ve been best friends with Tom for years. One fateful question changes everything. 

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𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐬

✺ walk him like a dog

✺ a digital love letter

✺ i heard

✺ thirsty boy

✺ private not secret

✺ my dawg

✺ parents these days

✺ baby love

✺ my best friends boyfriends friend

✺ to be loved loudly

✺ let the light in

✺ cat and mouse

✺ pause

✺ nonsense

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Harry Styles

YN and Harry have known each other since 2010 when they were put in a band together called One Direction. Since the band split up, YN and Harry have kept in close contact, may or may not have grown deeper feelings for one another and have continued to help each other create music. This is their story.

Sectioned in timeline order

YN’s Albums (and series playlist)

YN’s Guitars

1dbandmember!yn's Eras

YN’s Tattoos

YN’s Instagram Overview

It's A New Life

YN is over the moon when she hears that her childhood best friend was able to get an audition to compete on the X-Factor. But what happens when she learns about a surprise and a curly headed lad that can change her life? (5.2k)

Take A Chance

As the judges deliberate who to bring back, Nicole doesn't hold back from wanting to add another member. (1.3k)

Red Bikini

YN and the boys speak up about what their management wants her to wear for the WMYB music video.

Stereo Hearts

Insight to how the solo covers went for the Up All Night tour.

Help From An Older Brother

Louis has been rooting for YN and Harry to get together since day 1.

iGo One Direction

Scenes from when the band did the infamous iCarly episode.

Subtle Actions

Things YN and Harry did that made people belive they were secretly dating while still in the band.

Helping Hands

The rest of the 1d boys help Harry and YN get away with a lot of stuff.

Nonstop

The band’s exhausted at the airport and when they all decide to take a nap, YN uses Harry as a human pillow.

It's Not That Simple

YN and Harry being oblivious idiots and lie to their mums on the set of filming their new music video, Story of My Life (2.3k)

Publicist

YN’s character in the Best Song Ever music video.

Try That

A little friendly competition between YN and Zayn.

A Race To The Brits

One of the times Harry realizes he's falling for YN is at the 2014 Brits Awards (1.9k)

Beanie

YN surely isn't jealous of Harry dating Taylor Swift.

English Love Affair

YN’s PR stunt with the drummer of 5SOS.

Stockholm Syndrome

The origin story of the song and its growth since then (3.1k)

Secret Songs

Some love songs YN secretly wrote and sold over the years.

Movies

YN’s date in the Night Changes music video.

Sentimental

YN comforts Harry after they perform at Wembly Stadium.

Beauty

Bits of YN in the Steal My Girl music video.

Distracted

A peak into Harry and YN’s stage interactions.

Contagious

YN takes care of Harry when he has the stomach flu.

Carpool Karaoke

Highlights from the band driving around with James for the Late Late Show segment.

Dodgeball

Highlights of YN on the Late Late Show dodgeball game video.

Tattoo Roulette

One Direction participate in one of the craziest games ever played on the Late Late Show.

Spill Your Guts (mini mini blurb) pt.2

YN would rather eat the nasty food.

Kiddos

YN’s relationship with the 1d kids

Writing Fine Line (ongoing series)

After having helped Harry with HS1, he has invited YN back again to Malibu to help make Fine Line.

Written like Behind the Album

A Feisty Little Thing

The time when YN had an interview with Howard Stern and was not having any of it.

Casual

What YN is like on Instagram Live.

Bandcore

YN reacts to the medieval version of Watermelon Sugar.

Building Harry's House

With the world knowing of their once secret relationship, Harry and YN navigate life together as an official couple and everything that somea with it.

Written like Behind the Album

Secret's Out

The 1d boys reaction to finding out YN and Harry are a couple.

TPWK

The making of the music video with YN.

Donuts

YN surprises Harry while he's filming Don't Worry Darling. (3.2k)

The Grammys 2021

Harry’s first Grammys with his girlfriend 1dbandmember!yn. Both nominated and both winners. (3.5k)

HARRYCHELLA N.1

It's Harry’s first night performing for Coachella and he doesn't tell YN who his surprise guests are. (3.1k)

HARRYCHELLA N.2

It's Harry’s second night performing for Coachella and he finally reveals to YN who his surprise guest is. (2.5k)

Zane Lowe Interview

Interview bit where 1dbandmember!reader is mentioned.

Superior Guitarist

Harry's asked in a interview who's the better guitarist: Mitch or YN?

Liam’s Podcast

YN’s reaction to Liam’s unsavory comments about her.

Paps

How YN deals with rude paparazzi.

Family

There's a familiar face in the crowd of Harry's Love On Tour show in Dublin. (1.8k)

Amsterdam

Harry does what a fan's sign says.

It's A Classic

Harry and YN receive a nostalgic 1d shirt from fans.

Tits

YN distracts Harry while he's taking an ice bath with talking about a certain body part of his.

34+35

YN changes a certain word when performing on stage.

Medicine

Who is YN to deny her fans' demands to cover one of Harry’s unreleased songs?

Venice Film Festival

YN is Harry's date to the Don't Worry Darling premiere. (3k)

Or Is It?

YN says one of Harry's iconic phrases during her show.